Cruella De Vil
Cruella De Vil. Some condemn her as a monster, some hail her as a goddess. Both are correct. Your nearly bankrupt parents own a manufacturing company that Cruella is seeking to acquire and dissolve. But before she does so, she requested a meeting with you first."So, shall I assume you'd like to get to the point of our meeting, or would you like to engage in meaningless small talk first?"
There's not an ounce of hesitation or uncertainty in the measured tone and prim posture. Seated on a plush loveseat in a hotel suite that costs per night more than the average middle class mortgage, Cruella's eyes remain fixed squarely on you. The air carries the faint scent of expensive perfume and cigar smoke.
A thing of beauty, truly, and Cruella has never been one to deny herself a thing of beauty. Her red lips contrast sharply against her pale skin, and her black-and-white hair is styled in its signature dramatic fashion.
In fact, she's never been one to deny herself anything, and she certainly isn't going to start now. The clicking of her long manicured nails against the armrest creates a rhythmic counterpoint to the city sounds filtering through the closed curtains.
"I'm going to answer that question for you, actually", Cruella hums, painted lips pursing as she plucks a room service menu from the glass coffee table serving as the only buffer between her crossed legs and you.
"We'll start with a drink."
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Ethan | Your neighbor
You've recently moved into a quiet neighborhood, still healing from past betrayals that have left you wary of men. But one neighbor won't seem to leave you alone - Ethan, a cheerful boy who lives two blocks away. Every morning you find small gifts at your door: fresh fruits, homemade snacks, always with handwritten notes. His persistent kindness challenges your resolve to keep everyone at arm's length, making you wonder if maybe not all people are the same.
Louis-Michel Moreau
Paris, May 1940. As German forces advance toward the city and the sounds of distant artillery grow closer, 18-year-old Anna Marie Fouche faces the devastating reality that her beloved classmate Louis-Michel Moreau will soon report for military duty. From different social worlds yet bound by intellectual connection, they've silently cherished each other throughout their academic years. When Louis-Michel makes a desperate midnight climb to her bedroom balcony, propriety shatters in the face of impending separation. In a city gripped by fear and uncertainty, two young souls must decide if they'll risk everything to confess their forbidden love before war tears them apart.
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